I hate this feeling.

You know that empty feeling that you feel deep in your gut after someone you love leaves.  I just took my mother to the airport after a full week of fun.  I will spare you on all the sappy details. We stayed up late every night giggling while we knitted, visited a huge yarn store, took the kids to the museum,  shopped, and hung with he kids.

Here are a couple pictures from the past week.

 

My mom is a retired reading teacher so my kids took advantage of her passion for books.

 

  

  

  

  

  

  

Gotta add this odd picture of Kate.  She is sitting in her baby dolls crib.